一定要，爱着点什么。它让我们变得坚韧，宽容，充盈。业余的，爱着。
我不知道爱情是什么样子的，但自从遇见你后我眼中便只有你一人。
我眼里是你，余光是你，心里亦是你。
以前我的野心是成为你的朋友，如今在这青山绿水之间，我却只想牵着你的手，走过这座桥。桥上是绿叶红花，桥下是流水人家。桥的那头是青丝，桥的这头是白发。
柳浠若看着南宫轻柔写的字，不免都要乐开花了。
我曾以为很多人都会对我这么好，结果只有你。
我不远千里跋山涉水而来，路险且阻，但为了找到你，早点见到你，我一定会披荆斩棘，披星戴月，风雨兼程，拼尽我所有的力气。
在对这个世界偶尔感到失望的时候，也始终没有放弃去找到一些可以支撑着自己活着的东西，以前是四季更替，现在是想念你。
但是你知道吗，爱是想象力，对方是载体，是你赋予它意义。
我之所以这么待你，是因为我愿意。若能以此换回同样的诚心，固然可喜，若是没有，我也没有什么可后悔的。
我眼里是你，余光是你，心里亦是你。
在我的世界，你眼睛不是最好看的，但是却有我欢喜的光。
我喜欢你，怕别人窥探，怕别人得知。
我知道你心事如宇宙，浩渺无边，你的每一段人生都如同星云般璀璨绚烂。可我想打通到你心中的虫洞，哪怕只能拥抱万千星云其中的一颗。所以我把以后的每一天都定为“摘星计划”的一部分。
我不会太多的浪漫，只会慢慢的喜欢你，我做不了什么大事，可对你的每一件小事我都会努力去做好，只想让你能开开心心的。
遇见你的那一瞬间，时间过得很慢很慢，仿佛一切事物都静止下来。喜欢你的那一瞬间，心跳动的很快很快，转眼才发现我已为你沦陷。
（My ambition was to be your friend, but now I just want to hold your hand and walk across the bridge between the green mountains and waters. There are green leaves and red flowers on the bridge, and there are flowing houses under the bridge. The other end of the bridge is hair, and the other end of the bridge is white hair. I thought a lot of people would be so nice to me, but you were the only one. I have traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, and the road is dangerous and blocked, but in order to find you and see you as soon as possible, I will cut through the thorns, through the stars and the moon, through wind and rain.With all my strength. In the occasional disappointment of the world, I never gave up to find something to support my life. It used to be the change of seasons, but now I miss you. But do you know that love is imagination, the other person is the carrier, and you give it meaning. The reason I treat you like this is because I want to. If I can exchange this for the same sincerity, it is gratifying, if not, I have nothing to regret.You are in my eyes, you are out of my sight, and you are in my heart. In my world, your eyes are not the most beautiful, but I have the light of joy. I like you, afraid of others to pry, afraid of others to know. I know that your mind is as boundless as the universe, and every part of your life is as brilliant as a nebula. But I want to get through the wormhole in your heart, even if I can only embrace one of the thousands of nebulae. So I made every day a part of the \Star Project\. I won\u0027t）
